Tag Archives: fuck

Right now, “I love you” feels like some seriously kinky shit. Edge-play, even. I’m not talking about the I love you that slips from our mouths when we hug our ride-or-die bitches, or snuggle with pets or children. I’m not talking about the I love you that rushes from our lungs mid-stroke, when our monkey … Continue reading →

I’m on the INTROvert end of my omnivert continuum these days. I can spend most of my time happily in my own shit, and it’s not just work and my interpersonal relationships that are taking me into that headspace. I’m self-reflexive these days. It has been a changing year all ’round. I began the year … Continue reading →

i had my first orgasm without you, baby i haven’t even wanted to touch myself since the last time we fucked. Today… it had to be done. i had to feel something… anything… that would make me think that it would be okay… that it could be okay… without you. i try to limit my blog … Continue reading →

Recently, i had the opportunity to reconnect with someone i’d known 30 years ago. His introduction to “bat” will be here. His first taste of this blog will come from this post. i wrote something similar for Captain Chunky and some of this info is in my “Whatza wawbat” page as well. Today? i introduce … Continue reading →

It was annoying as fuck… you sitting in the bed next to me reading. Were you really reading? Pretending, i suspected. Simple enough… touch myself… So flippant, you were. “That pussy isn’t going to fuck itself and i’m not fucking you until you cum for me, bitch” i was horny as hell but wanted teeth … Continue reading →

i was reflecting this morning on the fact that i toss around words like fuck and bitch and slut and cunt with reckless abandon… in certain situations, of course. i call my friends and lovers all manner of profane things and they do the same to me. i wonder if i offend readers… the ones that stumble across my … Continue reading →

Ghosts tonight. Dreams wake me and a song is playing in my head… and RH is here, large as life. i get up to get a glass of water… i coax the song out of my mind… the laptop hums awake and i find it on youtube. He was a high school dropout with an … Continue reading →